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MEMORIES By MRS. EMILY MOORE Though Mother‘s Day 'will be past by the time this gets in print. I just had to send a little item to the dearest and best gift God gave to the world, Mothers. How many millions who take part in “Moth ‘ er's Day" have an idea of its on igin or age? It is the practice of many churches and ‘S u n d a y Schools on this continent to set a- part a Sunday in May in honor of Mothers. Their children on this day present Mother wnin gift; and tokv ens of remembrance. Also to we: a flower, coloured if mother living. and white if mother haspassed- on. It is supposed to be an American idea, but Americans can only claim to have revived it. Mollie1"s Day is in reality an old English institution which had‘ long fallen into disuse. Three hundred years ago, people in the British Isles, especially in northern England, made a practice of going to see their parents. particularly mother ~ on the midSunday in Lent. talc iirg a little pr sent, such as a‘triir ket or cake. This was said to be ‘ “going a-mothering”. And the day became known as Mothering Sun- day. It was a clay of fermion, when all scattered members of the famâ€" 1ily gathered home again. There would be a certain amount of fus- tivity in keeping of the day. ; The prominent dish was “fun .mety," which means “wheat ‘ grains boiled in milk, sugared and ‘Spiced-." In northern England, and in Scotland. it was “steeped peruse fried in butter with pepper and salt. The gifts presented to moth- .ers were sure to include rich cak- es known as “simnei cakes." from he Latin word "similia." which ;means fine iwheaien flour. In a lit- tle song written 275 years ago by tone of England's sweetest singers. .‘Rob‘t. Herrick, there is this verse: “I’ll to thee a'simn'ol bring, ’Gainst than go aimothering; So that when she blesses thee, Half thy blessing thon‘lt give me." It'is a far cry from the England of the 17th century to America of the twentieth. but it is worth re .mvembering that the finest in our modern civilization and religion 'héve mots deep down in the solid past. Twenty-five hundred years ago an Eastern sage â€" maybe it was Solomon himself ~ said: “That. which hath been is now; and that which is to the hatch already been; and where is no new thing under the sun." A sage of lodiay might put it this way "All things go in cycles and history repeats ttself.“ If this be so. when there are some cycles we should do well to break up forever and the pooner the better; for there have been things in the past. and them are things in the present that ho sane person wishes to see coming a- round again. But as for these old deepâ€"rooted humia-n things that has sweetened life through (the harsh and troubled centuries well they cannot return mo often or too soon. ‘ A TRIBUTE w MGTHER How long have i In live before i truly know _ l~Iow_much. l‘i runny owe my Moth- «r'! ’ How murm'fii’fll‘ him in mm ’ m- I‘Jifi ' .3 she would ask an eight hour «i 'i In these days of so many Strjk.‘ 93 and unrest I am sending this i ”If Women Went on Strike-v (61“ course I mean in the hbme) as‘ there are many women as Well as men on strike these days. I n: WOMEN WENT ON_ STRIKE The hand that rocks the Cradle rules the world, Would the world get a shock if the cradle iwomen refused to rock Me thinks the men would have a‘ fit. if women refused-m baby? S'lt. And demanded shorter noni-h and more pay. I wonder what the men would Say if we demanded Shorter hours. _ and more pay. ' Then again, how would they 3‘66] if we refused to get their mEals’ If mother's day should Start at eight, many children fol- sch 001 would be late. . . And wouldn't hubby's look the .50,” if we. asked for 65c an hm”. ' And if when making biscuits, just. ready to put in the flour, I Sane stops right there in the midst‘ of things; for she‘s 'Worked to the eighth hour. They talk of Former Johnny, but oft forget his Kale, Who -sews and bakers and, milks the cows. without no comm” sate. She fixes doors, and her Sewi-i machine, with a hairpin rm. ,1 tool. ' ‘ ’l‘hen often in between she S‘Omew times teaches school. ‘ I wonder what it would be like, if these women went on a sit down strike. She knits for Pa. and all the buys their shirts she often made. ' And in between her many jab-s, she runs the Laclies' Aid. ’I‘he men would sure have a Int to say, if she asked $5.00 a day. She paints the house up once a year. hangs paper on the Wallis And" helps her wee Joa na cut. But dresses for her do ,. * She has a class in Sunday School, helps in, the I-n'sm‘tiu-fie, Can play most any inwliment from the organ to the flum Now here again I speak. How Will a mother do all this in a filmy hour week? , Then she ’sings in Sunday‘ Choir or is organist of the Church She even rakes and coils ma hay, when things are in tifl “Itch. She davrns. bakespi'e's. 3% 31ml: ens, and can 'keep their, hair on (luri, F, . 0h! All in tall the farmer‘s Wilfe‘ is reality quite a girl, She tends the stove and rume and Wimes charmer, 'Iihe but: tcr, But wouldn't the mefilalk 5 and think she'd! got a $23: day and 40 hour Week, Now on the radio the Other day .I heard some lfella say. a far. mer' ‘wife was worth to him arou 6.000 dollars. But if women should Shrike for" hi- iet pay. you sure . mgr them holler! Would Get out with all that museum. and tonnmy rot. you just bet Wur bottom dollar. This was written almost 25 yam “80- "E. M. Noting in Friday's Gazette of the passing of Norma Abbott (nee Wright) formerly of Demorestville, sparked a memory of a winter spent in the parsonage there when March came in like a lion. I had gone to the village to care for the minister's wife and help with their two children. till she gained her strength back after being ill with pneumonia and grippc. I had gone supposedlyioflstay a month but owing to five weeks of constant 'snow and blowifiroads becoming ‘i'uli, snow level with the fences. my stay stretched out to over three months. I got very homesick as there was ,no mail delivered to the village for over two weeks. To shovel the roads was useless as they filled in as fast as men dug them out. There were no snow ploughs. And my parents had no telephone. March roared in like a lion. The winter would have 36811? ed very long. but for the Doolittles and their daugi‘itEr, the only friends I knew. I visited at their home some evenings it being next to the parsonage. ‘ Rev. T. A. Carmichael was the minister of the Demorestviile Pas- toral Charge of five churches, so also minister of my home church at: that time. The parsonage was a brick structure and very cold, too. It took a lot of fuel to keep warm. Three stoves were kept burning all the time ~ a large coal heater, a boxrstove and a. cook stove. both wood burning. Houses were not insulated in those days. Rev. Carmichael out much of the wood himself in the woods nearby, A minister's salary was not but a few hundred dollars a year. Often farmers had but little money to give toward this, so gave of such as they had: in vegetables of all kinds, a sack of flour, pickled ham. or a roast of fresh pork or beef. ()thers a cord of wood now and then. Or hay to feed‘ his horse. But the way, the minister cut this wood with a bucksaw and split it with an axe. He said he kept fit in this way. I helped a few times with a crosscut saw, on some s-led lengths too large for the bucksaw, Some complained about this, say- ing, it was a disgrace to the C L70 TVH. Ministers on country Charges must always kept a horse to travel to preach on Sunday, There were five churches. service being} held at Demorestville in the morning, Fairmount in the afternoon and Doxsee's at night. on the alternate Sunday, Big Island morning. Bethe] afternoon, Demorestvilie at night, for many years. I went to church ‘and Sunday school as often as possible and there made many friends. i It was at; Sunday school I met iNorma Wright, Irene, Mndeiln and Ray Thompson. Doro Solmes. Tillie Walker, Violet Allison. Leo Hough. Inme Nelson, Cecil, Nora and' Myr- tle Thompson. Esolyth Smith and oilicrs whose llamas I cannot re- ‘ral'if at the moment. Mrs. Elgin Gorsiin'e played the organ for ‘church. Mr. and Mrs. Eigin Gors. line, Mr. and Mrs. Flavius Go’rs. line, Mr. Cornelius Allison, Mrs_ Ev MRS. EMILY. MOORE. Duelias Gorsline were some of the! members of the choir. 3 i l About two weeks before I was to leave foré'home, Mr. and Mrs. Elgin Gorslin‘c delivered a quarter of beef to the parsonage. In some i way Rev. C. had heard I had can» ‘_ ned beef, so nothing Would do, I ‘ must can that meat for them. I was really worried for I had never (lone it on my own before. I made all kinds of excuses. They would not take no for an. answer. I just could not go home till I did. It i was a bitterl cold day, so tel-ling ‘ them it must not freeze. the beef I was carried in and put on the 1 table overnight. I then told that preacher he would have to cut; the meat from the bones, get somehj new glass sealers from the store as I was not going to be blamed if it was not a success, by putting it in old jars with old rubber rings and zinc bands that would not. tighten. There were three stores , in the village, Hough‘s, Smith's and Ryan's. Water also had to be carried from a well acros-s'thc street, as the cistern was frozen. Next morning we were up by 5.30 am. After breakfast we.bé- . gan the job. Rev. C. cutting meat. from bones, into one and one-half inch,squar-es. I sterilizing and fill- ing jars, adding a\ heaping tea- spoon of salt to‘ each one. Mrs. Carmichael prepared dinner and washed dishes. She wanted to help fill the jars, (or sealers) but that was taboo after her illness. After filling two dozen jars, a rack was made of laths and placed in the bottom of the wash boiler. the Jars placed on it and lukewarm . water poured around them up to ; the zinc band and let boil for two and onehalf hours. If water cle- creased in the boiling more hot water was added. to keep the right depth of water around the sealers till done. The stove had a d that opened at the side to put “1% m to keep it going. If I remember correctly there was two boilers of . meat, one and one~half dozen each time. Some small roasts were cut - and hung high in the woodshed to freeze, to be used later. I was sure a tired young woman ‘come supper time. Next day the bones were placed in large kettles and boiled for soup. This me. after cooling and fat skimmed. was again heated, poured. into sterilized Jars and placed into hoiIEr and cooked for one hour. I was rewarded after I was through with letters to read. The mail got, through that day, “F514 time in over two weeks, I had three or four from mother as she always found time to write me twice a week. I also wrote mother twwe a week when away from 1 home. Mr. Irvine Thompson. sou Ernest and grandson Ray. were the faithful mail carriers, bringing the mail from Picton, with horses in all kinds of weather.